Slightly tangential but nonetheless. I used to sit in the North Stand in the 1990s and the same guy sat to my right for a good while. He'd always arrive about 5 minutes late for the start of the match with a meat and potato pie in his hand. He'd then sit down and take a bite out of the pie and inevitably utter the phrase 'Fucking hell, this pie is cold.' Probably says more about him than the pies I guess.The pies at Maine Road had more than a hint of Fido about them tbf
Big Corluka lived near me , on the second floorPretty sure he's a Spurs fan. I remember someone with that exact same username gloating like fuck on here 13 years ago that Corluka was joining them and that the deal was done (not that it was a huge secret that he was probably leaving)
Is the hedge fund a privet company ?Haha - I converted her husband from Rangers about 15 years ago and he runs a hedge fund.
Let's just say they can afford to look out on to the actual racecourse.
Came from nothing, too!
When football was real and the beef wasn't...
The one i'm talking about was opposite the Parkside I think. I never used it on matchday, it was in the week whenever I worked near there. Going back over 2 decades so could be wrong.
Is the hedge fund a privet company ?
If that's Italian for concrete then you're probably right.The pies at Maine Road had more than a hint of Fido about them tbf
If it helps, my ma always used to ask what those hot dog guys did when they needed a piss?Remember those boiled hamburgers with boiled onions on a soggy bap served up outside the Kippax on a match day. Only the watered down ketchup made it edible.
A lot of alcohol was needed to neutralise the bacteria in those things.
It’s really just a box to keep money inIs the hedge fund a privet company ?